nothing changes

georgia o’keeffe, yellow sweet peas, 1925
nothing changes if nothing changes. i used to rest in my flexibility in my yoga practice. i felt like the bigger the bend the better. then i realized i was more focused on mobility (which was already my natural gift) than stability (which i had to work toward), so i tried to jump into lifting to quickly build up the strength i thought i needed to balance myself out. the higher the weight the better. but in both places i was avoiding slowing down. focusing on the small movements, honoring good alignment. truly being present in my experience, not pushing in either direction. at first, it was challenging and frustrating to tune into those smaller sensations. but i’m finally feeling progress. in my experience, there are no shortcuts. there is just focused, mindful, loving attention. breath by breath, every day.